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Warning: I should also warn you guys that I ate chocolate. Lots of chocolate. And do you know what that means?

Chocolate Hyper-ness

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Chapter Six: Weak

"Falling in love?" Hermione scoffed. "Are you kidding, Gin? Certainly not."

Ginny sniggered. "Well, it's possible isn't it?"

"Never!" Hermione screeched. "I will never like that… that prat! I practically hate his very existence!"

Ginny rolled her eyes at her best friend's childishness. "Well, you asked of what I thought of and that was my answer. I think you're falling in love." She shrugged.

Hermione huffed annoyedly. "I'm not."

"Then, believe what you think is true. I'm just saying that maybe, you're having developed feelings for Malfoy, no harm on saying that."

Hermione can't argue with that. She had asked for Ginny's advice.

"Fine," she growled.

Ginny grinned. "Oh shucks, 'Mione," she slapped Hermione's arm playfully. "You're so lucky."

Hermione raised a brow. "How so?"

"Because you're dorm-mates with Malfoy."

"Uh, so?" Hermione decided to play dumb. Good thing it was working.

I don't need Ginny breathing at my back for some Draco-badness.

"So," Ginny rolled her eyes. "You're practically sharing a room together with a hot guy that you're falling in love with!"

"And who's this hot guy that I'm falling in love with that we're talking about?"

Ginny groaned. "Oh, 'Mione, you're hopeless."

'That's what I thought of Ron,' Hermione thought. 'Though… I have a deliberate reason to be so.'

"You know what, Gin," Hermione put her hands at her stomach. "I'm hungry. Let's go to the Great Hall and see if the feast is starting."

Ginny sighed. "Fine, 'Mione. But don't get too satisfied. We're still not finished."

"Hermione!"

Lavender squealed in excitement, Parvarti following after her.

"Guess what?" Parvarti shrieked.

Hermione felt her eardrums twitch as the two hyper girls compete on which one of them would make Hermione Granger grow deaf the first. She sighed in defeat as the two Gryffindor hotties giggled restlessly.

"Hey, guys," Hermione rubbed her temples. "I think I'm deaf now."

These girls are irritating Hermione out of her wits. Don't they have any other friends that they can squeal at? Oh! And the giggling, it was so annoying. Why can't they just be normal whores?

Lavender giggled some more. "Oh 'Mione! If only you knew."

Parvarti grinned almost maniacally. "Yeah! You'll be so jealous!"

"What is it?"

"Oh… I don't know." Lavender tapped her fingers on her chin thoughtfully. "Maybe it really doesn't concern you."

Hermione huffed. "Oh, please, just stop annoying me and tell me."

Parvarti began to smirk. "Lav here," Pointing to Lavender. "Was just asked out on a date with Malfoy."

Hermione frowned. "What?"

Lavender rolled her eyes but giggled nonetheless. "Gosh, Hermione, are you really that deaf or are you just daft?"

Hermione grunted. "Neither. I understood you loud and clear. I was just a bit confused and you kind of caught me off-guard. Why would the ferret ask you out?"

They giggled.

"Well, let's just say that I made Malfoy an offer he definitely can't refuse." Lavender winked at Parvarti.

Hermione felt her blood boil as Lavender gave Parvarti a giddy hi-5. The bloody twat! Why would he want to date Lavender? She was just another whore – probably another additional notch to his bedpost – she wasn't even that pretty!

She scowled. "You offered to warm up his bed."

"Even better," Lavender kept on giggling. "I offered him the best sex of his life."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's just the same."

"HERMIONE!" Someone shouted from the common room. "Where are you?"

She excused herself from the two giddy girls and went down stairs in a rather foul mood. She knew that she had absolutely no right on hating Lavender right now because she has no definite feelings for him, she said so herself.

"Hermione!" Ginny gasped. "I was looking for you."

"I noticed."

"Yeah, well," Ginny blushed. "I need some… advice."

Hermione raised a brow. "What about?"

"Well…"

Hermione waited patiently.

"I have this thing for Blaise Zabini," She saw Hermione's questioning look and added, "In Slytherin also."

She nodded her head. "Ahh… I see. The one who was supposed to be the so-called best friend of the git. The one with the black hair, blue eyes and olive complexion right?"

"Yes," Ginny sighed dreamily. "Such unearthly blue eyes that I can just stare at as long as I'd like."

"You really like him then?" Hermione asked. "Well, if you really like him… what do you want me to do?"

She nodded her head slowly. "Can you get me some information from Malfoy?"

"Do you want Malfoy to stalk Zabini or something?" Hermione said skeptically.

"N-no!" Ginny stuttered. "Just ask him questions about him."

Hermione was ready to refuse the favor but saw Ginny's hopeful look and sighed. "Fine."

Ginny squealed in delight. "Oh, thank you, 'Mione!"

Hermione covered her ears in irritation. "Is everybody trying to make me deaf?"

They laughed.

Draco sneezed as he went passed Milicent Bulstrode, who was talking non-stop with Pansy. He waved a hand in front of his face and scowled at their direction. He was really mad right now. Really mad with his best friend. How could he shag the one who he reserved on shagging the night after tomorrow?

The little Hufflepuff bitch wasn't loyal as he thought she was. She was supposed to wait for him. The damned slut! Now, he doesn't have any choice but to look for a replacement.

He growled esthetically.

However, a rather small part of him wanted to disagree. Maybe it was a good thing that the slut had partially cheated on him. It was the only thing that had taken space on his mind that wasn't about Granger.

He smiled ecstatically. It wasn't everyday he can let himself smile. It was a relief to him once in a while. Granger. She was like the tense reason of his nerve endings. He just can't seem to forget about her, even if it was only a mere second. And he hated her for it.

He grunted loudly.

Nearby passerby's looked at him in mortification. It was really rare seeing Draco Malfoy so unnerved. He continued to ignore the odd looks that they kept giving him, it annoyed him to bloody freaking hell. He knew that he was a bloody sex God but they don't have to be so obvious about it. He wasn't being cocky either. It was true.

"Malfoy," He heard a deep silky voice say. "What do I hear about you saying behind my back?"

"Does it really concern you, Zabini?" Draco blurted out without thinking. Oh damn, why did I have to blurt out what came out of my mind? That came out utterly stupid. Of course it's about him.

Blaise raised a brow. "Actually, it does. It's about me."

I don't really care, Draco shrugged.

"What are you saying?"

"Malfoy," Blaise emphasized slowly. "I didn't shag Hannah Abbot."

Draco put up a cynical look. "Oh, really? Her opinion says the opposite."

"I'm your best friend, Malfoy." Blaise rolled his eyes as if that was the answer to everything. Which it actually does not.

"You – …" His train of words was suddenly cut off by a loud squeal at the other side of the corridor.

"Drakie," Pansy attempted a model's sashay as she walked towards him, only to look like a complete incompetent fool. "I heard your mother sent you quite a package. Big enough to hide me in your closet anytime." She winked.

Draco rolled his eyes. "And you'll stay there, Parkinson."

Pansy huffed in an irritated sort of way.

But we all know she's faking it. Why bother.

She suddenly started to pout at him. Blaise looked at her amusedly.

I hope Zabini gets a sudden interest in her.

As if the heaven's wanted it, Blaise asked Pansy a question that Draco had been waiting for all this freaking time.

"Hey Parkinson, want a little walk through the lake?"

Thank the gods that they have answered my prayer.

"Sure Zabini," She looked pointedly at Draco. "Might as well go with you other than stay here and be endlessly insulted."

Draco shrugged his shoulders with no care.

Like I will ever do.

He, finally, had a time for his own peace of mind. All the other riff-raffs was giving him quite a headache. 'Quite a headache that gives someone so perfect as me an annoying one at that.'

"It's not really fair."

Draco's ears perked up suddenly at the voice. He had heard that melodious voice somewhere before from Hufflepuff. Was it Kathrina Noftum or something like that?

Ugly name, he cockily tilted his head to see the group of girls clearly at the opposite side of the corridor.

"He's going to be engaged to Adrienne!" Another voice chided. "It's unfair really."

"Absolutely. Draco should be the one to pick for himself! He should pick me."

At this, Draco froze. Engaged? Draco Malfoy? What?

What the fucking hell is going on?

He finally decided to join the little not-so secretive discussion. The girls looked shocked and yet… giddy at the same time. Weird women. One girl even has the same brown, wiry hair like Granger's. Another weird woman. Why would she want that kind of ugly style like Granger's?

"What do you mean that I'm engaged?" He asked bluntly.

One girl with black raven hair and blue eyes giggled loudly. "Oh! That?" She blinked furiously at him. "What do you mean? You don't know?"

He glared at her. "Just tell me."

The brunette that looked almost exactly like Granger stepped forward. He shuddered. "Well, I think your mother already told you… didn't she?"

He rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't ask you if I knew."

"Oh, right."

"Well…?" he said impatiently.

The corridors were then bustled with students. The noise was deafening.

"Ask your mother!" She yelled through the noise. And subsequently, she and her group were gone.

Draco growled loudly… again.

"Damned fucking people. What are they thinking!"

Hermione got her diary from under her mattress and opened it.

"Dear Diary," She said, scribbling furiously at her notebook.

I don't know what it is that you've done to me,

But it costs me to act in such a crazy way,

Yes, whatever it is that you do what you're doing,

But it's a feeling that I don't understand

"Ginny told me late this morning that I was falling in love with Malfoy," she giggled. "I mean, it's only a crush; nothing more. Falling in love is out of the picture. Harry and Ron would get mad at me and I'm sure of that."

Cause my heart starts beating triple times,

With thoughts of loving you on my mind,

I can't figure out just what to do,

When the cause of it is you…

"But… if they truly care about me, they would let me be. If ever I actually loved Malfoy, they shouldn't be against it because it's my love life, after all."

I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak,

I lose all control and it starts to take over me,

Even if, and it's so amazing it's not a phase,

I want you to stay with me.

She then remembered the time when he kissed her with so much passion that it hurt. Even though it was only a dream, it felt so real… so great. She wants him. Even if she doesn't say it out loud, she really does. She's starting to develop something more for him.

By my side, I swallow my pride,

Your love is so sweet,

And it knocks me right off of my feet,

I can't explain why your loving makes me weak

"I want to understand him," she wrote. "I just hope he feels the same because I really think that…" She took a deep breath. "… I'm starting to like him even more."

I tried hard to fight it,

No ways I can deny it,

Your love is so sweet,

Knocks me right off of my feet

"I don't want to say that I'm starting to fall for him yet to Ginny, or Harry, or Ron but I just hope that he'll start to notice me," she smiled tearfully. "I want him to just notice me."

I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak,

I lose all control and it starts to take over me,

Even if, and it's so amazing it's not a phase,

I want you to stay with me

"It's hard, Diary," she said, a lone tear slid down from her eyes to her cheeks and down to her notebook. "It's so hard to pretend that I loathe him but in reality, I'm starting to fall. Though the hate is still there, it slowly fades away, and something special replaces it."

By my side, I swallow my pride,

Your love is so sweet,

And it knocks me right off of my feet,

I can't explain why your loving makes me weak

"He changed me, Diary," She wiped away another tear that started to form. "And he's made me weak. So weak."

She closed her diary sorrowfully, and lay down on her bed.

I found that I suddenly want him and now I'm hurting so much…

She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for sleep to come to her.

I want him and yet I hate him. I'm so confused.

That night, she dreamt of green and silver dragons surrounding a lone red and yellow lioness.

End Note: Lovely. I hope this will satisfy you guys. If this doesn't, well, I don't know anymore. I'm sorry that I described Parvarti, Lavender and Pansy as whores and sluts but that's part of the story. I need them to be like that in order for my plot to work. If you don't like that, I apologize. I also hope this is long enough.

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Draco: Finally, I have my own chapter.

Hermione: You're happy because you have only one chapter? Tsk, tsk. And you only have HALF of it.

Draco: Well, the stupid authoress, (Points at me) keeps on giving you chapters when I should be the one getting all the attention!

Hermione: If that happens, she'll lose her good taste. (Pats me at the back) Good job, Miss Authoress.

Draco: Stupid women. (Grunts)